Chapter XII

The ravishing young dark elf was none other than Lexyphie, one of the members of Nydraug. She had a skill which allowed her to summon snakes from her body. Each summon could be either normal or with a particular power. Her snakes could be poisonous, or have a paralyzing effect, or elemental effect. Such as a water snake which was completely made of water, or a fire snake, also made of the element of her choosing.

Right after the Rebas had given his instructions to Phielyx and the soldiers, the king called Phielyx to a private room telling the young warrior a well-kept secret not known to by many. Phielyx became shocked by what the king had said, telling him it couldn't be possible for the queen to have a child with a human.

Yet, deep down many had rumors about the queen and Deselb. No one actually had the courage to say anything about the matter. The kingdom knew she had bared a child but not from a human. Everyone somehow knew she had a thing with a soldier on her long trip to the human continent, but a human soldier never crossed their minds. Deselb was only respected and feared because of his power, and he was also disliked for being a human. People noticed that somehow, he seemed to have the same lifespan of a dark elf, which many disliked even more since they didn't know how it was possible for a human to have such long lifespan.

The king kept telling Phielyx about how young Orazen should've never reach the dark elf territory alive, therefore, he should dispose of him with no mercy. Phielyx didn't like the idea of killing the prince, but he was half human. Because of that, he had to get rid of him, which he sense it wouldn't be difficult for him since he was just a kid.

Meanwhile on the room on the west side of the castle, you could see how Lexyphie looks at Deselb laying down on the bed feeling sorry for him. The god-like man, Deselb, just laid unconscious while Lexyphie had some un-purely thoughts. As she got closer to him, her heartbeat increased rapidly. She wanted to stop but she wasn't able to control herself any longer. She had been lusting for the god-like man for many years yet, she never had the courage to confess how she felt to Deselb. Even if she would've had the chance, Deselb was madly in love with not just any woman but the queen. Therefore, he was unreasonable for her. He was unconscious and laying down almost half naked. Since his attire comprised of loin cloth barely covering the important needed parts, with a side skirt reviling most of his right thigh and a golden chain around his waist barely keeping it in place. His chest was bare, nothing covering it. On his shoulders he had two beautifully forged pointy golden shoulder pads, and two beautifully forged matching golden gauntlets.

As much as she tried, all she could do was just thinking of stopping. The god-like man unconscious, not knowing of how she felt. As she walked close to him, she touched his gladiator sandals. Then touching foot with the tip of her figures, slowly moving higher to tibialis anterior. Reaching his thighs, her body was just over driven with ecstasy. She had never felt like that, and it seem like the god-like man was reacting to her touch. She kept going higher, slowly savoring every second of it. Deselb's body moved slowly unconsciously from her touch and that kept giving her the motivation to keep going until her hand reached its anticipated destination while launching herself to his lips. Deselb waking up from his deep sleep, he looked at the ravishing dark elf stunt and though something told him to push her away. He let the moment get the best of him, giving in.

While at southwest of Nyrlykaios, a young handsome dark elf tried his best on repairing a wrecked ship. He had already been at it for hours and had accomplished nothing. Night was near approaching and he hadn't eaten or rested. Orazen was exhausted from trying to repair the ship. When suddenly, the voice of a young boy sitting high on the wrecked ship startled him.

"You know she's right, you are like him?" A boy said curiously.

A boy with golden sunset brown hair, skater style, with dark brown eyes and a beautiful mischievous smile. He was dress in white shorts, golden scarf around his shoulders, and a long white sleeve shirt with gold embroidering.

"Bone lance!"

"Hey, hey, why are you attacking me!" The boy said brushing the attack off with his hand like if it were a speck of dirt on his clothes.

"Who are you and what do you want from me? Orazen said a bit frightened.

"Me? What do I want?" He laughed and said, "Nothing, just that I overheard your conversation with someone, and you've peaked my interest. That's all." The boy said excitedly looking at Orazen with curiosity.

"Overheard my conversation? I haven't talked…"

"Wait, no…! Why would she give you a divine thread? Wait, how did she manage to do so? Not even I can do that and I'm a higher god level than her! Is she just pretending to be a low-level god!?"

"Higher god level? Are you a god!"

He laughed and said, "Oh, did I forget to introduce myself?" He laughed again.

"You know Amia, the goddess of serenity?"

"The what?" He continued laughing, "She's not serene at all, although I guess that's her style in a way…"

"Huh!" Orazen said confused.

"Nothing, nothing. Okay, so let me introduce myself… ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, … I am known by many names but the most common, or my birth name, is Valerio but when you pray, you can just call me Val. I am the god of mischief!" The boy said while he started floating around Orazen, making him follow the little god kid.

"Mischief? Wait, why are you here? Are you here to take me back for what my summon had done?!"

"Your what? Why would I take you anywhere?"

"Well, you know, for killing a little more than 100 humans when I was 12."

"You what! Why are you still here… oh no oh no oh no! He's going to be pissed if he finds out… no when he finds out… oh my god oh my god… shit no, no, I meant oh my oh my… what should I do now? … Let me look at your life…What did she do!" The boy summon a few holographic screens in front of him. As he took a look at everything the goddess of serenity had done, the little boy shouted, attracting the attention of a huge creature.

"Val?"

"No, no, no why would she!" Val said in distress, not paying attention to his surroundings and ignoring Orazen.

"Val?"

"Why, why, why?"

"VAAAAALLLL!!!!"

"No, now I'll get in trouble because of her!"

"Bone lance! Bone lance! Bone lance! Bone lance! Bone lance!" Orazen conjured the same spell over and over since the boy wasn't listening to him.

When the young god of mischief shouted, he managed to grab the attention of one of the most powerful creatures in the world, the abyss dragon. He was known to wield powerful and destructive magic that not even the diseased King Sulax could surpass. The dragon hearing Val, approached him. The dragon was going to attack them without even giving it a second thought. As the dragon approached, Orazen tried to keep him at bay, but the dragon was way too powerful for him.

Valerio kept rambling about how much trouble he'd be if "he" would find out. Orazen didn't care who or why they would get in trouble since he was in mortal danger. Orazen ran as fast as he could towards the boy, hoping he could do something to stop the dragon. Once Orazen managed to reach the boy, the dragon turned his body to hit them with his tail at an abnormal speed.

"Can't you stop bothering me! I need to think!" Val said while brushing something off as if it were a speck of dirt.

Suddenly the god-like boy felt how the presence of Orazen became stronger. The boy looked at Orazen stunted at what he was able to sense just by being next to him.

"Wait, what happened?!" Valerio said.

"There was a huge lizard with wings attacking us! Thanks to you and your shouting!"

"Eye of Salomon!" Valerio shouted.

"Stop shouting!" Orazen whispered loudly.

"How did you level up! So much!"